Hotter Than A Two Dollar Pistol
I stopped off at the Quicksack for some beer and cigarettes
The old man took my money as he stared at my Corvette
He said I had one just like her son, in 1963
Till the man down at the bank took her from me
Aw she was hotter than a two dollar pistol
She was the fastest thing around
Long and lean, every young man's dream
She turned every head in town
She was built and fun to handle son, I'm glad that you dropped in
She reminds me of the one I loved back then
Then I handed him my keys and said, "Here take her for a spin"
The old man scratched his head and then he looked at me again and grinned
He said, "Son, you just don't understand it ain't the car I want
It's the brunette in your 'Vette that turns me on
I had one that was hotter than a two dollar pistol
She was the fastest thing around
Long and lean, every young man's dream
She turned every head in town
She was built and fun to handle son, I'm glad that you dropped in
She reminds me of the one I loved back then